Diwakar Methil Poet


In my heart of hearts
You are my baby
In my imagination
I carry you around
Both as an infant
A cherished dream too.

When abed
Sing lullabies to you
Run my finger
Thru the softest
Silkiest of hair

Your earthy eyes close
Your breath a whisper
Your heart a distant drum
Your face harmonious
Internal beauty

Watch you slumber
Pupils moving
Eyelids beneath
A REM sleep!
Who knows?
You are dreaming of me

By Wisdom Kindness

Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Life you can be sure of, you will not get out ALIVE.(sorry about that)

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